I usually end up going to the same food places so much that the people working there develop a crush on me. Which is sorta cool. Sorta sad lol. Back when I had a meal plan in college I used to always get pepperoni pizza so the pizza dude would look out for me and make a fresh one as soon as I walked through the door. Sweet. Except its a little irritating having to wait ten minutes for my pizza to cool down enough to eat it. Cold pizza is fine. Hehe. Or room temp. But anyways, then I found out he was in his 30’s (while I was still in my teens). And couldn’t spell. But I still appreciated the effort.
Next up was the papa johns on campus. Dude occasionally tried to throw some free bread sticks at me. I never took them because.. I just wanted pizza. I never really understood the point of bread sticks. Maybe they taste a little better with sauce but it just makes the bread more like the pizza you have right next to you… minus the cheese and toppings.
Then five guys. I was going through a weird phase where I didn’t want to date and just had a taste for burgers. One of the workers started chatting me up, mentioning that he had seen me around before and asked me why I kept coming there… (to get a burger….?) He later on asked me if he could get to know me better blah blah all that jazz, which I was like he’s a little short for my taste but sure, whatever, it’s been a while since I’ve been out. Then he whipped out a napkin that already had his number written on it lol. I texted him. Turns out he was 17. x_x Nearly six years younger than me… can’t even buy a scratch off ticket yet. This is how not being able to determine people’s ages is going to get me in trouble. So, I haven’t been there since… and now ask guys for their age/ID.